Their house is so small but quite happy but very unfortunate position once the house is very secluded and away from the citizens of the surrounding population. His first child, named Mahadika is busy doing his job and he had to really work hard because there is a repeat class tomorrow. Mahadika sitting in class 5 elementary school and her teacher was a special teacher because of their versatility and performance is always good value.
When dusk Mahadika ran to her father as he ran on the sand beach with bare feet, and her father asks "There is hell my son?"
"Dad hendik go again tonight huh?" Mahadika asked with a smile.
"Yes, my son ... !!" father would go fishing because tonight is the night of the full moon and is great for fishing, his father replied trims fishing nets to be used.
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| The letter in the bottle part I |
The moonlight began to illuminate the darkness of the land and accompanied winds. "May, Mahadika participate go daddy?" his father replied, may be just my child but not for tonight. "What's wrong with this evening? Mahadika asked back.
You said yourself that you have a test tomorrow in class, so the father does not allow you to come away with the father, "Well dad ..." replied Mahadika.
After some time later his mother Mahadika following and send home to learn, when the journey home in the heart Mahadika grumbling because not authorized to join his father's laneways fishing.
"Mahadika, ..." his mother called
Yes, ma'am!
"If you want to be a smart kid diligent study diligently so that later do not like the father and mother are not good at writing, 'said his mother before Mahadika entered.
While walking Mahadika just nod and soon the sound of crying Vienna Mahadika youngest sister, her mother quickly rushed to the youngest and carried her not to cry again as she sang her favorite song song
But the youngest even more into his own cry, the brother finally did come out of his room and turned his sister who was still crying. "Mom, is the youngest milk runs out?" Mahadika asked to her mother. Her mother nodded in tears. You know yourself that the boy's mother's milk can not go out and lately the youngest often sick sickly.
Mahadika left the room to continue his study, he learned he imagined his mother figure tired and thin, about nine at night Mahadika closed the book and tidy up the mattress, Mahadika lay down the already weary of it on a new mattress she Clean up but soon he open learning closet and looking blank piece of paper and a pencil and then he began to write.
To my seaThe letter in the bottle part II Click here
My sea, do you still know me?
Every morning I always escorted the father to go to school up the boat, yes indeed we are not as good boat boat boat my friend, my friend boats more comfortable and nice.
Paint my boat had started to fade and at the end of the boat there is a hole and a little cracked because on some time ago we had hit a reef boat, fortunately my father was not anything except that I have to drain the water that goes into our boat from sinking
My sea, do you often see a small boating men who fish in at night? You definitely like to see it. He was my father, my dear father. Thank you, my above sea fish your fish you've given to my father.
My sea do you know where I live? I live with my father, mother and my sister and our house was hit by a landslide, fortunately, the volunteers have helped us to establish our home intact although not as good as before her. when I sring once cold night while sleeping because of the wall of my house a lot of the slotted wall, the wall of my house is made of woven sea me.
My sea, sometimes I like to envy my friends, they have everything yet I have and they often mocked me for any of my teachers always defended me when I'm in the same mocking friends.
My sea, I know you go round the only one who understands my feelings current and ye gave me a sincere smile, because you, my father was able to make a living and because of you I could swim when I was lonely.
See you again
Mahadika
Karya : Muhamad Ramli (Cand Andrean) Terimakasih
